To That Night In Bethelehem
Tá gríosghrua ar spéartha,
Ar leacain lom an tsléibhe,
Céad glóir anois don Athair,
The skies are glowing gaily
And there on a lonely hillside
Glory now to the Father
Translated by Seán MacRéamoinn
Don oíche úd i mBeithil,
beidh tagairt ar ghrian go brách
Don oíche úd i mBeithil,
go dtáinig an Briathar slán
's an talamh 'na chlúdach bán
Féach íosagán sa chléibhín,
's an Mhaighdean in aoibhneas grá
go nglacann na haoirí scáth
Nuair in oscailt gheal na spéire,
tá teachtaire Dé ar fáil
i bhFlaitheasa thuas go hard
Is feasta fós ar talamh,
d'fheara, dea-mhéin síocháin
I sing of a night in Bethlehem
A night as bright as dawn
I sing of that night in Bethlehem
The night the Word was born
The earth in white is dressed
See Jesus in the cradle
Drink deep in His mother's breast
The shepherds bow down in fear
When the heavens open brightly
And God's message rings out so clear
In all the heavens high
And peace to His friends on earth below
Is all the angels cry
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